Willa's cast comes off and she works toward breaking another bone

We met with the doctor on the 28th (last Monday). They looked at the arm and took the cast off. Hooray! They said with this type of break that we still need to be really careful with the arm for the next month.

Three months is the magic mark, and we have to go in then for one last x-ray. Until then, they told us to stay away from playgrounds and rough play. I asked if the PA (our doctor was out that day from his own surgery) if he had ever had young kids and that it was nearly impossible to not have rough play. For a four-year old, she will do just as much damage jumping on the furniture and running crazy at the house as she will at the playground, so I take her there and tell her to be careful. We have to burn the energy somehow.

The funniest story is that soon after the surgery when we just had the soft cast on, we went to the park where she originally broke her arm. As we were getting out of the car she started telling me how she could go jump again now that her big cast was off. I told her that it wasn't a good idea to jump very far, but during that park visit she was running around and climbed up on the very same structure where she broke it the first time and jumped off again!!! Though, she only climbed about two feet high instead of the 3-4 feet distance of when she broke it. That child is going to break another bone, I just know it.

Running like a crazy person after church, ready to trip and fall any minute. Our 1:30 pm church is finally over! We had 8:30 yesterday and it was marvelous. Home by noon then lunch, naps, and quiet time. It definitely beats getting home at 5 pm in the dark.

Attempting to break her arm again. She has been swinging from the monkey bars, but here she decided to just use them to balance her as she walked on the rope.

No cast!

My parents came for a few days after Christmas. Every house needs a ratio of 3:2 for adults per children. June like following Grandpa around the house to give him hugs and then climbing up on the couch to sit with him.

Doing Uncle Brandon's hair with some toys curling irons and a blow dryer. It was quite the wind-swept look.

I was folding Willa's blanket and found a long, thick lock of hair on it. "he horse needed a haircut," she told me.  It actually does look better this way.